Runway Music

Cruising 'round town in a drop top baby
Remember back then when they called me crazy
Now they see I'm up and they want some
All because I got a green thumb

Thank God for this Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash
Thank God for this Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash
Cause we put in work work work
Cause we put in work work work
If you try to stop us it won't work work
Yea, Yea Hey!

Prepare the table in front of my enemies
Doing burn outs in the whip, whip
Parking lot looking like chimney
They be like yo I heard ya new stuff
Now they tryna act like they a friend-of-me
They a friend of minе, got no time
We step up on thе stage when its show time
I be looking in the mirror like its yo time
I be staring at the light like its go time
Like the truths in the fridge this is cold facts
Hop in the whip like I own that
Cause I own that, should've know that
We was coming in the game with some God ties
In the whip doors on clock-wise
Only hanging wit' my shottas (tas-tas-tas)

Thank God for this Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash
Thank God for this Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash Cash
Cause we put in work work work
Cause we put in work work work
If you try to stop us it won't work work
Yea, Yea Hey!

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